Category Archives: 07 Nigeria

So we set off about midday with our security escort courtesy of PRESCO PLC: two armed guys in uniform, Sani Mohammed and Kingsley Nwaokoro, riding behind us in a bakkie driven by Uzochukuru Okonkuro. This was quite handy for overtaking … Continue reading →

We’d been invited to PRESCO’s plantation for New Year, and as it was only 400km away, we thought we’d easily make it in the 2 days remaining. We left Calabar on Sunday evening, Sampson having finally managed to interview Peter … Continue reading →

Oh Calabar, Calabar… it’s exactly as it sounds. Like the Turkish Delight chocolate that came in a shiny fushcia and silver wrapping as a special treat when I was a kid. Exotic, exclusive and full of carnival promise. When we … Continue reading →

Before we even got near Nigeria I was heartily sick of the white-people-scare-stories. Everywhere from Cape Town to Cameroun our route intentions were given the standard ex-pat response “OOoooooo Nigeria… (much rolling of eyes)…You don’t want to go there”. Look, … Continue reading →